Dazwischen: zum transitorischen Denken in Literatur- und Kulturwissenschaft : Festschrift für Johannes Anderegg zum 65. Geburtstag

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Andreas Härter, Edith Anna Kunz, Heiner Weidmann
Vandenhoeck & Ruprecht, 2003 - 380 páginas
 

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Contenido

Vorwort
7
LESEN
23
Unleugbare Sympathien
41
Wo steht der Autor? dazwischen Zur Figurenkonzeption
69
Zwischen den Zeiten zwischen den Orten zwischen
101
POETOLOGIE
117
Woher so viel Gewalt? Hofmannsthals Poetologie
139
Bruch und Kontinuität Zeitlichkeit in der Prosa
157
KÜNSTE KULTUR
215
Doppelt begabt Fluch oder Segen? Kandinsky
235
Opernszenen bei Thomas Mann Tradition
249
Vision and Affect Embodied Spectators and Material
267
Die Sprache der Bibel zwischen den Wörtern
291
Thomas Hemerken von Kempen De imitatione
305
Wirtschaftsethische Pespektiven der Hebräischen Bibel
333
Lesen was nicht geschrieben wurde
349

Heuristic Definition and the Constraints
173
Überlegungen zur Gattungsbestimmung unter
195
Erkundungen im Allernächsten
363
Derechos de autor

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Página 38 - Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
Página 38 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Página 37 - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer...
Página 35 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Página 37 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.

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